A challenge from the lovely Becca.
“It’s so quiet out here.” Grace looked up at Logan with a smile. “Like, eerily quiet.”
He chuckled and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her into his side. “Only means we have it to ourselves.”
Grace’s eyes flickered to the huge carousel. “It’s gorgeous. The last time I rode one of these things was with my grandpa. That was before…” She trailed off once the tears started prickling at her eyes, then blinked them away quickly. “Lots of memories,” she finally finished in a strained voice.
Logan pressed a gentle kiss to her temple. “Well, then. Let’s go make some more memories.”